Kidnap A Cruel Billionaire (Kidnap the Cruel Billionaire)

Kiss Thief

When they had finished eating, Vanilla did not expect that the food made by Abraham was not bad. As the man said, a lot has changed.

Vanilla cleaned the dirty dishes on the table but Abraham forbade and said if he could do it. Vanilla was about to wash the dishes but Abraham again forbade it.

"Leave it all, I'll take care of it!" said Abraham.

"No, you've been cooking then I'm the one who has to wash!"

"No need, Vanilla. Go with our daughter, you've left her too long. I'll look for you when it's done!" said Abraham.

"All right, but don't think what you're doing is gonna get my attention!" vanila said cynically.

"Of course not, I just want to do it for you" Abraham said.

"Good, then make me a warm drink and make me some soup!" said Vanila origin.

"What's? What kind of soup is that?" Abraham was shocked to hear Vanilla's crazy request.

"Bat soup is good for adding breast milk!" he said as he passed away. What he said is not true. He really spoke but Abraham took it seriously.

Does he have to go out and catch a bat on a tree? No, let no one think he's the old tree-waiting ghost.

Abraham cleaned the dirty dishes while thinking about how to get the kellewar but can Vanila eat it? Oh, naw. He felt strange, lucky that he didn't want bat soup. Don't say bat soup is a typical Swedish food but that's not possible.

Vanilla went into the room and lay down with her sleeping daughter, eyes not separated from her sweet daughter's face. A gentle kiss she gave before Vanila got up and stepped onto the balcony of the room. There was a recliner there, talking to Abraham there didn't seem like a bad idea but he was reluctant because he didn't know what they could talk about.

Vanila was pensive, her eyes could not escape the darkness of the night. After speaking with Abraham, did he have to return with the man to London and marry him? Can't, if it had to happen, he wouldn't have given Abraham the ease to take him and his daughter away.

"Why are you sitting here?"

Vanila was a little surprised and turned away for a moment but she turned her face back.

"Please get me my warm clothes" he asked.

"Where?" Abraham walked over and put the drink he had brought on the table.

"Cabinet," replied Vanila indifferently. He deliberately ruled over Abraham because he wanted to see how long Abraham could endure with the infuriating attitude he was making up. At least he should know to what extent the seriousness of the man was.

"If it's cold isn't it better to just sit inside? What if you're sick? you'll have trouble keeping Anatasha."

"No, isn't there you? Can't you take care of your own daughter?If you can't then you better go back to London and live in your cozy house!"

Abraham was silent, was Vanila testing herself? Vanilla fell out, an idea came up. Wanting to take her and Ana back, it wasn't that easy.

"All right, I'll get it" said Abraham.

Vanilla turned to look at Abraham who had entered the room to get warm clothes for her. A warm drink was taken, his gaze returned empty. He's already made up his mind, maybe after this he'll act like a bitch.

"Is this your warm clothes?" abraham asked after getting the warm clothes in the closet.

"Not so, it belongs to Marion!" vanila said cynically.

"How could Marion's belong in your closet?"

"You?" both hands were already tightly clenched, why did he suddenly feel like he was facing such a chatty in-law? Oh, he must remember. Vanilla is a little different.

"Why, angry?" Vanila looked towards him, wanting to see if the man was angry or not.

"No," Abraham smiled, patiently. When he is already the winner, he will take into account everything Vanila did but unfortunately he has to be more patient after this.

"Good, remember not to be too sweet!" Vanila smiled and turned her face away, which sucks.

Abraham passed away to make a drink again. He knew Vanila was on purpose so he would lose his temper and hate her. Whatever Vanila did, she would not back down, absolutely would not back down.

A glass of warm drink was brought back, he hoped Vanila did not complain about the drink anymore because it was not pleasant to have to go back and forth just for a glass of drink.

"This time will not be sweet" said Abraham, a drink glass was placed but Vanila did not answer because she fell asleep unconsciously.

"Vanila, you heard me, didn't you?"

Abraham approached, sitting at Vanilla's side, but Vanilla fell asleep, unaware of her presence.

A smile was engraved on his lips, Abraham's hand was already on Vanilla's cheek and rubbed it slowly. It's been a long time, really long time that he didn't do such a thing.

Abraham's hand moved from cheek to lip, spit swallowed with great difficulty as the gaze of his eyes fell upon Vanilla's ripe lips. It had not felt it for a long time, he had even forgotten how sensational it was.

Just a little, is it okay? Without a second thought, Abraham lowered his head and brought the two of their lips closer together. His heart was pounding, why was he the one who was nervous? Somehow he felt he was doing something dangerous when he just wanted to steal one kiss from Vanilla.

Their lips were near, Abraham cursing in his heart at the pounding of his heart. Don't let Vanila wake up and she fails and gets caught.

"Hurry, Abraham!" he said in his heart.

Abraham held his breath, as their lips were fixed. Yeah, success. He immediately let go of Vanila's lips because he needed to breathe. One kiss was excruciating but she wanted to again because she felt she wasn't enough.

Abraham drew his face closer, ready for a second kiss. This time it had to be a little long but unfortunately, Vanilla's eyes opened when the distance of their faces was already so close.

"Do you want what?" vanilla shouted while covering her mouth.

"Oh, hm. Mosquito, I want to hit the mosquito!" Abraham pretended to hit a mosquito, hopefully Vanila believed.

"No need to pretend!" Vanilla pushed her body and moved. With her arm, Vanila rubbed her lips. Did that guy do anything?

"I'm not lying, Vanilla. I've brought you a drink" Abraham moved.

"No need!" Vanilla went inside and looked upset, while Abraham rubbed his chest. Almost got caught.

Vanilla got on the bed and pulled the blanket. He'd better get some sleep but watch out tomorrow. He would make the man regret having already looked for him.

"Are we not talking?" abraham asked when he was in the room.

"Go and talk to the female mosquito!" vanila was upset.

Abraham chuckled, his feet already stepping near the bed because he wanted to kiss his daughter. Vanila turned and turned around, she did not want to see the man's face. Don't let him have nightmares. His eyes were closed but his brain was plotting something sneaky. Marion's departure will be well utilized and the man, he hopes not to run away from his house crying and then shouting to call his mother. Just wait for tomorrow, he was really impatient.